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ISBN : 8492918381
Editorial: Puck (18/03/2019)

Calificación promedio : 5/5 (sobre 1 calificaciones)
Resumen:
Es el 2002, un año después del 11 de septiembre. Políticamente hablando, es un momento extremadamente turbulento, en especial para alguien como Shirin, una adolescente musulmana de dieciséis años que está cansada de ser estereotipada.
A Shirin no le sorprende lo horrible que puede ser la gente. Está cansada de las miradas groseras y los comentarios denigrantes —incluso de la violencia física— que sufre como consecuencia de su raza, su religión y la hiyab que... >Voir plus
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DiemDiem31 enero 2019
The more I got to know people, the more I realized we were all just a bunch of frightened idiots walking around in the dark, bumping into each other and panicking for no reason at all.
So I started turning on a light.
I stopped thinking of people as mobs. Hordes. Faceless masses. I tried, really hard to stop assuming I had people figured out, especially before I'd ever even spoken to them. [...] It scared me to realize that I'd done to others exactly what I hadn't wanted them to do to me: I made sweeping statements about who I thought they were and how they lived their lives; and I made broad generalizations about what I thought they were thinking, all the time.
I didn't want to be that person anymore.
I was tired of focusing on my own anger. I was tired of focusing only on my memories of terrible people and the terrible things they'd said and done to me.
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DiemDiem30 enero 2019
And I felt something pop inside my head. Brain cells dying, probably. He wasn't looking at me, he was looking at the two inches of floor between us and I thought maybe he was going to say something but he didn't. He just stood there, and I watched the gentle motions of his chest as he breathed, in and out, up and down, and I felt a faint spinning in my head, and like my body had overheated, and my heart would not stop, could not stop racing and finally he whispered the words -without touching me, without even looking at me- he said, "I just need to know", he said, "are you feeling this, too?".
He looked up, then. Looked me in the eye.
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DiemDiem30 enero 2019
And he kissed me.
It wasn't the kind of thing I'd read about. It wasn't quick; it wasn't soft and simple. He kissed me and I felt actual euphoria, like all my senses had merged and I was reduced to breaths and heartbeats and repeating integers. It was nothing like I thought it would be. It was better, it was infinitely better, in fact it may have been the best thing that had ever happened to me. I'd never done this before but somehow I didn't need a manual. I collapsed into it, into him, and he parted my lips and I loved it, I loved how he felt, how he tasted sweet and warm and I felt delirious.
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DiemDiem31 enero 2019
The way he moved through the world made me think it had never occurred to him, not once, not even on a really rough day, to wonder whether he might've been a bad person. It was obvious to me that he didn't dislike himself. He didn't dissect his own mind. He never agonized over his actions and he was never suspicious of people. He never even seemed to experience embarrassment the way that I did. His mind seemed, to me, like an extremely peaceful place. Free from thorns.
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DiemDiem29 enero 2019
His body was hard and soft and my hands flew up, found purchase around his back and he caught me, wrapped his arms around me [...] we were still pressed together when instinct forced my head up, surprised, and I tried to speak but instead my lips grazed his neck, and for one second I could breathe him in, and he let go, too fast, and I stumbled; he caught my hands, and I looked at him, his eyes wide, deep, scared, and I pulled back, broke the connection, reeling.
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